Softly echoing moods of intensity, placating memories
with soulful music.
So gently, interpreting life into musical scores,
rounding up joyful talent, holding it closely, a
keepsake for maturity.
On lonely days to take out and enjoy those moments
again - to relive their fantastic beats in visions
plentiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem